Words Are as Words Will

Some people can write five or six or ten thousand words in a day, and suffer no ill effects. Some people are pleased if they manage a thousand. There’s no ideal speed (so long as you hit your deadline) and the writer who goes at a slow and steady pace is no better a writer, no more a professional, that the person who does it all in a mad gasping spring, so long as they both end up with solid stories.

Me, I have an upper limit of about four thousand words a day. I can write more than that – but then I suffer from a word hangover the next day, and am good for nothing but filing, cooking, and sorting email. So when I came close to that yesterday – I stopped.

(Fortunately, I had the second pass proofs for DOGHOUSE to go over, so I did’t feel too much like a slacker (ARGH, but that’s a rant for another time). And then I fell over and watched tv, because my brain could not word any more.)

Today? Two thousand words, total, pushed out from under a boulder. Tho they're pretty good words, if I do say so myself, and I’ve not fallen off schedule, so there’s that….

And now I am going to kill the last of the second pass proofs, and read the book I need to be reading for someone else, and I think maybe I’ll order in pizza tonight, because it’s clearly One Of Those Weeks….

so I leave you with two videos of different heart-warming aspect:
A seal pup encounter

A history of media fandom, to “We Didn’t Start the Fire.”  Can you find where you came in?

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